...... snail flour?

Stinky tofu......?

What kind of weird flavors are these?

Lu Chen suddenly panicked inexplicably, looked at the proprietress and explained in a pale language.

"I usually just buy it for my brother, I don't eat this kind of thing at all, it stinks."

He glanced at Shen Jin and added.

"I really don't eat this."

Shen Jin didn't seem to hear his explanation at all, and shook his head in surprise, "So you are such a person." ”

Strange knowledge increases.

An image had automatically conjured up in her mind—

The dignified and domineering president, dressed in a white shirt and tie, put on a pure black blazer neatly, and his posture was quite slender.

He sat down at the dining table, his long legs folded, elegantly picked up the fork that had been arranged, inserted a piece of stinky tofu in the bowl, picked up the chopsticks again with his bony and white hands, and ate the snail noodles in the bowl unhurriedly.

In the air, the smell and the smell are superimposed and spread, and it is really a smell that spreads far and wide.

She couldn't hold back, and laughed as she held her waist.

"Holy, your indescribable personal fetish is ...... It's horrible! Bow down to the wind! ”

Lu Chen's color sank, he sneered, and just as he was about to leave, he remembered what Tang Zui had said yesterday.

He has read countless women, and solving women is not a problem at all, so the advice he made should also be very useful, and now it just comes in handy!

Lu Chen raised his eyes, smiled and took two steps forward.

"Oh? Who can't have a little personal fetish, doesn't your little treasure have it? Wouldn't all the things you do at night add some personal fetishes to it? For example......"

He forced Shen Jin to the wall, bent down slightly, and leaned into her ear, with a lazy and hoarse energy of the morning, which was particularly magnetic.

"For example, a game of handcuffs? Bundle games? Cosplay games? And ......"

"Shut up, shut up, shut up!"

In such broad daylight, he can even say such a thing!

Shen Jindu couldn't help but blush, and forced his composure.

Isn't it faster than anyone else? Oh, man, wait for me, the old lady started to drive, and the speed was almost faster than the space shuttle around the earth.

Shen Jin reached out and grabbed his neckline, leaned towards his ear, the burning breath hit his ear, he gasped ambiguously, looked at him with a smile, and his voice was soft, unprecedented.

"And what about your personal fetishes in this area?"

She raised her other hand again, drew circles on his chest ambiguously, and laughed coquettishly, her voice crisp to the extreme.

Lu Chen's ears turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his face still had that expression of wearing linen and filial piety.

Shen Jin snickered, Ouye, won! Sample, the old lady is a woman who can fight alone with a group of old men, like you, it is impossible to win her after cultivating for hundreds of years!

Just when Lu Chen was silent and ready to retreat, he didn't know when he walked to the proprietress next to him and pushed Lu Chen directly from behind.

At that moment, the pupils of both of them were rapidly dilated at a speed visible to the naked eye, and before Shen Jin could dodge, he pounced directly, and the weight of his body was also pressed over, with a unique and very good smell.

Her head was on his chest, and Shen Jin could even clearly hear his heartbeat, all at once, quickly speeding up.